Luo Zheng had not expected that the first battle among these five people would be against Qing Yu.
Before this, Qing Yu had already sought him out to demand the Slaughter Saint Spear.
She had even declared that he would obediently return the Slaughter Saint Spear in his possession to her...
What reason did she have?
This spear was Xun's weapon. Luo Zheng was bound to take it out of the Dreamlike Battlefield and give it to Xun, but he still wanted to hear this woman's reason!
He leaped up from the chess piece on his own and landed steadily on the chessboard.
Immediately afterward, Qing Yu also took a step forward, walking down step by step from an invisible staircase.
As she walked, she gave Luo Zheng a gentle smile.
"Now, you can give me the Slaughter Saint Spear?" Qing Yu said indifferently.
"Your reason?" Luo Zheng asked calmly.
Luo Zheng had once held the Demon Night Race in boundless regard...
Without a doubt, in the vast universe, this was an exceptionally beautiful race, filled with order and grace.
But because of what Liu Yu and Huan Ling had gone through, Luo Zheng now harbored a measure of hostility toward the Demon Night Race.
Liu Yu was probably still enduring torture, and Huan Ling's fate after returning from the Dreamlike Battlefield would likely be no better...
The struggle between the Two Wangs had inflicted tremendous harm on the Demon Night Race's interior.
"There is no reason. I am merely exchanging something with you," Qing Yu said confidently.
"Heh." Luo Zheng gave a cold laugh. "What will you use to exchange for the Slaughter Saint Spear?"
The Slaughter Saint Spear was the number-one spear in the vast universe.
It might not unleash too much power in Luo Zheng's hands, but